The Feeling of Blood Connection

"Old... lady?"

The moment she heard Nami call her that, Tsuru's expression froze, turning as ugly as could be.

Though she really was over seventy, and there would be nothing wrong even if Nami called her Grandma, no woman wanted to admit she was old—especially when she was the former lover of her child's father.

Tsuru glanced at Nami. Seeing the girl's innocent expression, she snorted and blamed everything on Oak, shooting him a death glare that made his scalp tingle.

This woman!

Oak hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

"What old lady? Don't talk nonsense!!"

He glared at Nami.

"You should call her Sister!"

There was nothing wrong with that. Tsuru had once been his woman, while Nami was his woman now. By seniority, Nami really should call Tsuru Sister.

"Sister?"

Nami tilted her head in confusion, while Robin let out a soft chuckle. Clearly, she had already noticed something. Her gaze moved between Oak and Tsuru across from him.

She naturally knew Vice Admiral Tsuru, the chief strategist of Navy Headquarters, and had heard some rumors about her. Judging from the current situation, something must have happened between her and Oak in the past. With an interested expression, Robin's eyes subtly swept over the man across from them who looked fifty or sixty percent like Oak, her gaze meaningful.

She had discovered something a long time ago, and as she spent more time with Oak, she had developed a few suspicions. But out of a certain mischievous impulse, she had never mentioned them to him. And now...

She found that her guesses seemed to have become reality.

What a wonderful show today!

Robin was devious inside, but outwardly remained perfectly composed, revealing no hint of anything unusual. Even Oak, standing right beside her, noticed nothing, his attention still